Kindle Matcha Novels & Stories

"Ang yabang mo talaga." "Confident lang." Kenji grinned. Without asking another question, he called the waiter. "Kuya." The waiter immediately approached."Yes, Sir?" Kenji closed the menu. "We'll have two steaks and this chicken pesto sandwich, one pasta, and..." He glanced at Audrae. "...one iced matcha." Audrae's eyebrows lifted. “Matcha?" Kenji looked genuinely confused. "Huh?" "Favorite mo 'yun, 'di ba?"

The soft glow of paper lanterns cast a warm, golden hue over the interior of Matcha Whisper, a hidden gem tucked away in a quiet corner of the city that felt like a slice of old Kyoto. The air always carried the delicate aroma of freshly whisked matcha, buttery pastries, and the faint sweetness of azuki beans. Traditional wooden beams arched overhead, and low wooden tables with cushioned zabuton seats invited patrons to linger.

I go over to Marcia and take a seat opposite her. “You’re on time. Our little chat earlier must have really shaken you up.” She moves her hands and places them over mine. “What do you want, Marcia?” “You’re in a hurry. Calm down, Mel. You haven’t even had anything to drink yet. They sell the best matcha here.” I keep trying to control my frustration. It’s like I’m a ticking bomb about to explode. “I’m not interested in having anything to drink, Marcia. Let’s get to the point.”

She had taken a sip of it and was surprised by the taste. "Oh, I call it Dark and Light Destiny Tea. It is made using the Dark and Light Emerald Lotus and infused with the Origin of Dark and Light. After that, it's finished using my enlightenment of the nine Orders of the Path. What do you think? Awesome, isn't it?" Chase said proudly. "It's incredible! But tell me, how did you beat off Vaughn Garth?!" Mia asked again impatiently. The Dark and Light Tea, Destiny Tea, or whatever it was, was readily available as long as Chase was around.

Amon asked as he walked, his hand occasionally reaching out for my arm, making sure I wouldn't fall backward since I was walking in reverse. I stopped in my tracks, tilting my head with my arms crossed over my chest, while my fingers tapped against my chin, pretending to think. Amon stopped too. “The chocolate one seems like the best,” I answered, dropping my hands back down and taking another step backward. “But the matcha flavor is just as good.” “Are you sure you can make it?” Amon asked, that soft smile never fading from his face, his warm gaze always locked on me. But I was used to it by now.

Gianna "Here you go." Kevin slides a cup across the table before settling into the chair opposite mine. "Thanks." I wrap both hands around the cold cup and take a long sip. The icy matcha glides down my throat, soothing the tightness that's been sitting in my chest since I walked out of the hotel. Fuck. I'd forgotten how good iced matcha tasted. Kevin watches me over the rim of his own cup, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

“Dangerous.” A woman came over a minute later—apron tied at her waist, pen behind her ear, already mid-shift like she’d done this a thousand times. “Hey,” she said. “What can I get you guys?” Amber didn’t even look up. “Matcha.” Rowan leaned back slightly. “Machiatto.” I nodded. “Same.” The woman nodded. “Anything to eat?” I glanced at the display. “Chocolate croissant.” Rowan paused a beat. “Same.”

Alexa squinted her eyes as she got more curious about Darwin's identity. "Tea or coffee." "Tea." "What kind of tea?" "Coffee then?" "What kind of coffee then?" Darwin continued to tease Alexa. "What do you want to say or I will leave now?" Alexa frowned. "Just kidding, have some Jade tea, really good for the skin and mind," Darwin poured some sparkling pink tea into Alexa's tea cup. "Jade tea is exclusive to Jade country, how did you get it?" Alexa got more curious about Darwin. "Let's just say I have connections and the ability to,”

He handed it to her. Kelsey took a sip and sighed contentedly. Matcha latte with soy milk and an extra shot of espresso. He knew her well and it was not one way either. It was reciprocated, she knew he secretly like his rose latte with extra caramel sauce even though he would go for a normal latte with less sugar whenever they weren't alone. Judging by how he didn't clamp his mouth tightly after taking a sip as if he just swallowed a stone but trying to look cool while doing it, she could tell that he was having a rose latte now.

“Then you have not lived!” She hands me a cup, and I stare at the green and white drink. The next thing I know, Nyra and her posse walk in. I can’t stop myself from rolling my eyes. Ellie laughed before saying, “Just ignore them. Come on, try it.” She took a sip of her matcha and hummed, licking her lips as she pulled the cup away. I followed her lead, but the second it touched my tongue, I grimaced. “Oh, Lord. No, I do not like it,” I said, pushing the cup away.